Letra de Antoine

So still the green and golden plain in icy spring They young french convent girls in white singing He took the sacrament young antoine not without a blush He left the priest the good book the bread and cup And took with him the voices hanging in the silver space Not till he'd reached the vineyard rim did he look down On the gentle valley breathing in the sun Seeing the eastern slope where she lived he spoke her name In love beyond his years he saw the mist come down And knew there would be many mists he'd look through For this mountain star Ah if you'd seen me there hiding in the orchard Rejoicing in my warm salt tears Holding to my heart the beauty of a sad song Needing, needing you.